Addison Spring Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oi, mate, buckle up! Talkin’ bout whores—yeah, that kinda whore—gets my gears grindin’. Reminds me of *Inception*, my fave flick—Christopher Nolan’s a bloody genius, right? Whores, man, they’re like dream architects, spinnin’ webs of illusion. “You musn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling”—that’s their vibe, hookin’ ya in! I reckon they’re the ultimate engineers of human desire—optimizing for max output, minimal input. Dry stuff, but damn, it works.

Home Is Where The Whore Is

We can have some more - nature is a whore - Bruises on the fruit - tender age in bloom. The verses are up for anyone's interpretation. But to me it feels to be about a shallow society with .

I mean, look at the Riverflow by Eastside. The water's got a pulse. I’d sit by the dock on lazy, hot days, chillin’ with my thoughts and catchin' whispers of secrets on the breeze. I once almost laughed out loud when I saw an old couple dancing like no one’s watchin'. “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” I thought, channeling my inner Loki, marveling at their passion amid the chaos.

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